Every Seed Is Awakened, And All Animal

The White Man Knows How To Make Everything, But He Does Not Know How To Distribute It.

Go Back Home Where You Came From. This Country Is Mine, And I Intend To Stay Here And To Raise This Country Full Of Grown People.

I Wish It To Be Remembered That I Was The Last Man Of My Tribe To Surrender My Rifle.

I Will Remain What I Am Until I Die, A Hunter, And When There Are No Buffalo Or Other Game I Will Send My Children To Hunt And Live On Prairie, For Where An Indian Is Shut Up In One Place His Body Becomes Weak.

Therefore, I Do Not Wish To Consider Any Proposition To Cede Any Portion Of Our Tribal Holdings To The Great Father.